5.12.11

The North

To my shame I have reached the grand old age of 33 and the list of northern cities I have visited is woefully small. That is until now, with the advent of a new person in my life I packed my bags and headed up to Yorkshire for the weekend. Nick is studying for a doctorate in psychology at Sheffield University and has spent a fair few years before that living in Manchester.. a far cry from my London roots and formative Bristol student days!




We headed to Manchester on Saturday and it really was everything it's cracked up to be. Under Nick's guiding hand we headed straight for the Northern Quarter, a mix of imposing old warehouse buildings, cool little bars and cafes and amazing value vintage shops.




Note the above vintage Aran cardigan, I picked up this beauty for £30, a bargain I thought!

We spent the day tucking into mulled wine and popping into lovely little bars as well as ambling round the Christmas markets. The Northern Quarter was just the sort of place I can imagine selling my chairs, I think Hickey and Dobson would fit in very well up there and I went to bed dreaming about the day I can afford to open my own shop!

PS: Sheffield wasn't half bad either, the botanical gardens were beautiful and it had some really pretty little shopping streets, it's just that it was tipping down with rain and therefore not at it's most photogenic!







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